The Cult of the Kipper

My Dad, having read the previous entry sent me a brief note.

I am of the opinion that a kipper is a smoked herring,

cheers Dad

We followers of the Cult of the Kipper do not wish to hear these  newfangled modern scientific theories.

We have faith.

Don’t try and confuse us with facts.


About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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2 Responses to The Cult of the Kipper

  1. Pilgrim33 says:

    Did you get the Elizabeth David pages?


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